personal narratives . poems . prose

Two plus

Today I met Sarah.
Sarah talks with the ease of someone twice her age.
Her eyes are brown.
She likes to emphasize her points with a little gesture.
She talks with a frank voice.

Her hair curls in ringlets hanging like shower curtains over both sides of her face.
She stays late all the time.
In class Sarah props her pencil up to rest her nose on top.
She answers: the charge of a sodium ion is two plus.

Two plus two is scary
Like her father and her brother.
Her eyes are brown.
She likes to emphasize her points with a little gesture
Her hair curls in ringlets hanging like shower curtains over both sides of her face.